Xia Ning looked up at Qiao Yu in surprise. He said he did not know how to use cooking utensils? How come?! The food he prepared was so tasty that he must be familiar with cooking utensils!

“It's impossible!” Xia Ning frowned, “Obviously, you know!”

Qiao Yu looked at Xia Ning with a light smile in his originally handsome, rigid face, “Yes, I know.”

“Then why do you want me to teach you?!” Xia Ning frowned deeper. Was he playing with her?

“You tell me why?” Qiao Yu looked at Xia Ning with emotions gathering in his eyes like hauling in a net to wrap her up tightly.

When Xia Ning met Qiao Yu's affectionate gaze, she wanted to avoid it instantly and turned to wash the potatoes in the utensil.

“In fact, I just want to find an excuse to cook with you.” Qiao Yu's voice suddenly sounded near her.

He directly poked the shoji window screen that originally separated them. He told her the fact that he wanted to approach her regardless of his dignity as a man.

A man as arrogant as Qiao Yu would also flatter a woman someday. In order to be near her, he would also be willing to experience trivialities in daily life with her, including making coffee, cooking, and taking the child to the park.

Xia Ning's eyes fell as she was about to wash potatoes in the water.

All of a sudden, a hand blocked her. He whispered in her ears softly, “The water is cold. Let me wash the ingredients. You fry them.”

Xia Ning instantly drew back her hand and s.h.i.+fted her position to leave the place empty. She directly switched on the oven with her back to him, bleached the spare-ribs, and prepared to make soup.

The sound of rus.h.i.+ng water echoed in her ears as he washed vegetables behind her. Looking at the boiling water in the pot, Xia Ning could not be calm.

It seemed that many things changed after that night. He seemed to pay careful attention to living together with her as if he was making up what their previous life had lacked.

But what it had lacked stayed lacking. Those memories having already been etched into the mind, whatever he did now would be to no avail.

What are you thinking about?” Qiao Yu's voice suddenly sounded behind her and interrupted her thoughts.

Xia Ning came to herself, bent her head and answered, “Nothing.”

“The water is boiling. You can put the spare-ribs into it.”

“Oh!” Xia Ning instantly realized that she forgot her task and hurried to pour the spare-ribs into the pot. As she poured too quickly, the boiling water splashed straight onto the back of her hand.

“Ah…” Xia Ning groaned as she hurried to see the back of her hand. He took her hand sooner and stretched it out to the tap.

Water poured onto her hand, Xia Ning did not feel cold, for the scald was too painful.

“Bear with it first. I will apply some medicine on it in a while.” Qiao Yu's eyes slightly fell as he watched Xia Ning's hand under the tap. His handsome face became rigid as if he was serious.

“The water just splashed on me. It is nothing serious.” Xia Ning whispered as she tried to draw back her hand.

“I must put some medicine on it!” Qiao Yu switched off the oven and persisted in dragging Xia Ning outwards.

He had Xia Ning sit on the sofa and instantly went to fetch the medicine box.

Xia Ning looked at Qiao Yu's back as he was in a hurry. She still found it hard to adapt to him. It was just a light scald. Why was he so worried?!

Qiao Yu walked at a fast pace to come back to her and crouched before her. He brought out the ointment for scalds and applied it to Xia Ning's burn carefully. Then he covered it with a band-aid.

Seeing his stern face, Xia Ning suddenly said, “Girls will be easily touched by your action.”